every class of men Sprung out from the sparkling sins Leaning on the cold electric stove On a country road I swerved to the side Trying to avoid a country
Превод: Грийн, Адам. Държава пътищата.
to every class of men Sprung out from the sparkling sins Leaning on the cold electric stove On a country road I swerved to the side Trying to avoid a country
